eswareinmal | [Log] Eye of Newt and Tongue of Balrog

Characters: JW and viewers like you!
Open? Yes!
Where: Around the marketplace in town.
When: GHB 12
What: JW is rebuilding his 'junk for spells' pantry after being gone for so long and could do with a good bothering.

"Put that out if yer gonna be shoppin' me spices, ye great twiggy elk!" The spice vendor fanned her apron to blow away the skunky smoke trailing from JW's homemade 'cigarette'. For once he wasn't actually trying to be a jerk. He'd simply spaced out and forgotten where he was standing.

"Yeah...yeah, sorry." James waved his hand and the haze he'd been puffing out was suddenly encased in so many bubbles that floated harmlessly away. They continued to trail from the lit end of his smoke as he pointed out what spices he wanted, paid, and then wandered off.

Something was troubling James the Great and Terrible.

That something was the enormous cloud hanging overhead. He'd asked around and once he found out that giants were involved, a shudder had run up his spine. What if there was a lady giant looking for her compact mirror? He still had the old thing stashed away in his hut. He could always try and play the hero and return it--for a reward perhaps! But who knew how reasonable giants were?

Or if they were reasonable at all?

He'd never seen one.

JW shifted the pack on his shoulder. It jangled, full of glass vials and tins of things better left to the imagination. It was growing heavy and he would have to return home soon. His back was troubling him again.

As he passed the well, he paused to stare at it. The smoke-filled bubbles collected above him as he pondered hard on the town's water supply. Maybe it was the reason everyone was so stupid. And maybe it could be the perfect way to get back at the townsfolk for crying 'demon' every time they spied his horns.

BI HMM.

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One benefit to the slightly exhausting regiment of healing Bakura had found himself keeping up since the other White Mage had gone comatose was that the townsfolk were now going out of their way to make sure they had his favor. Of course, it also meant that he had to go out of his way to tend to every hangnail in the town, but he liked to think it worked out...

He was enjoying a moment's rest when he spotted the familiar figure, hearing the whispers before hand. With a small "thank you" to the lady who had been providing him with tea, he got up, robes swishing around him as he headed over.

"Making a wish?" he greeted with a smile.

James was pulled from his daydream and only JUST had enough time to put on his signature scowl before he turned to face the mage. "Maybe."

He then attempted to blow smoke in the kid's face...which only ended in a burst of harmless bubbles bursting between them and drifting upward before they even got a foot from Bakura's face.

B[ Pretending that didn't happen.

"You know anything about giants?"

"Mmm... well, the one we ran into here was like a housewife from an old American TV show..." Bakura mused. "Why?"

"Just curious...are they the 'eating-humans' kind of giants?" JW leaned against the well's edge and eased his backpack off slightly.

Bakura shook his head. "Not in the slightest. Or at least the one we met wasn't. She gave Faolan a giant cupcake!"

"Hmm." James drummed his fingers along the well's edge. He was going to need a very, very long ladder. Or maybe a plant spell. Maybe this whole reward idea of his would go somewhere after all.

"I'll remember that."

"..Thinking of going up there?" Bakura asked, curious.

"It's crossed my mind." JW leaned away from the well and hefted his backpack again. "Anything else I oughtta know about giants?"

"Mmmm..." Bakura pondered. "I don't think so... Aa! You come from a modern world, right? TVs and cars and things like that? It's more like that up there, only it's older. The giantess had this older TV, a black and white one! In a wood box in legs and everything!"

James allowed himself to look surprised. That was...the last thing he would think of when imagining giants. He looked skyward at the looming clouds. "So there's a skyscraper version of I Love Lucy going on up there?"

Bakura blinked a few times. "... What's I Love Lucy?"

"It's an old American television show. Black 'n white, laugh track, all that. See ya, shorty."

With his head occupied with his newest idea, he gave the mage a distracted wave and moved away from the well.

Bakura's mouth had been open to comment before the dismissal, and it closed silently as he blinked. "... Be careful, okay...?"

[Log] Eye of Newt and Tongue of Balrog

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